Dark poems

Her

There was this girl,
Her eyes the color of the sea,
She fell asleep one night,
In a short sleeve shirt, I saw this mark on her arm,
I shook her awake,
She looked at me,
eyes wide,
She covered her eyes,
She was so ashamed,
I comforted her,
I told her I knew,
That I knew how it felt to feel alone,
I lifted my sleeve and showed her my scars,
she looked at me in tears,
Her words of the night were,
We aren't alone anymore....